Preparing for a long separation from my wife and daughter.
It was a very simple sentence. The days that followed were unremarkable, recording nothing but the dates and
weather.
Until the sixth day—that day.
"August 6th, 2027. Sunny and scorching. It seems the entire Hua Nation is sweltering in this heat. And today, I actually saw my wife and
daughter. They were taken to Jeju Island by people from the upper ranks. What happened next still fills me with fear whenever I think about it."
"August 7th, 2027. Sunny and windy. The organization actually decided to unleash the virus across the world. And this all
started on my birthday, of all days.
Oh my God! Have they gone mad?! Don't they know how dangerous that stuff is?!"
"August 8th, 2027. Overcast. As if the heavens were mourning humanity, most of the Hua Nation was
covered in dark clouds. From the satellite images,
nearly half the country was blanketed by clouds. Howling winds and torrential rain descended upon this ancient land."
"August 9th, 2027. Heavy rain. We received a mission today to go to City A and pick up a high-ranking official. I heard he was the grandson of some
big shot. I had no idea who he was, but when we met, he went berserk and tried to get to a hospital. He knocked out three experienced mercenaries,
lightly injured two others, and broke one man's arm. With no other choice, we knocked him out and took him back. Only later did I learn that his name was
Long Tianfeng."
As I read this, every hair on my body stood on end. I sat up in bed, eyes wide, unable to believe what I was seeing.
Long Tianfeng?
He'd been knocked unconscious and kidnapped?!
No wonder... No wonder I'd been